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CHAPTER 11
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ALPHAS of the PEAK CHAPTER 11
"What the fuck is that racket?" I growled, burying my head under a pillow.The pounding on my hotel door sounded like an Enforcer’s battering ram. My skull felt like it had been split by a silver axe, and a sharp, rhythmic stinging on my cheek made every twitch of my facial muscles a chore. I wasn't ready to face the pack, let alone the sun. I dragged my frame out of the silk sheets, shoved into a pair of black boxers, and yanked the door open."Rise and shine, Alpha-heir," Grant grinned. He looked entirely too awake for a man who’d been howling at the moon six hours ago. Then his eyes locked on my face. "Holy shit, Harrison. Who tried to skin you?"I touched the jagged cut on my cheek. The memory of a diamond edge flashed in my mind. "Rough night. Move." I eyed the silver tray in his hands. "Is that life-support?""Caffeine and grease." Grant shoved the tray at my chest. I nearly dropped the French press as he pushed past me. "Drain that. I’m rounding up Marcus and Oliver."He vanish
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I bristled when she laughed, but before I could voice a snarl, her lips crashed into mine. We fell back, the shock of our weight buried in the thick, silk-covered pillows. The bed frame groaned under the impact of our combined heat.Something jagged scraped my cheek. I wrenched my head back, breaking the seal of our mouths.I swatted her hands away and touched my face. My fingers came back slick with red. I stared at the blood. My gaze snapped to the girl straddling my waist, but she wasn't looking at me. She was staring at the diamond ring on her middle finger, now speckled with my crimson. A slow, predatory grin spread across her face as she realized her heirloom had carved me open."Sorry," she whispered, her voice lacking even a drop of sincerity. She slid the massive stone off and tossed it onto the nightstand like a piece of trash. "Let me fix that."She hooked a hand behind my neck, her nails digging into my scalp, and dragged my mouth back down to hers.Tequila SunriseMorning
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This party suddenly felt like a cage.“Dance with the birthday king, Harrison?”I looked up. The girl was draped in silk that cost more than a scout’s salary, but her scent was nothing but desperation and cheap perfume.“Pass,” I grunted, flicking my hand to shoo her off.She didn't argue. She just straightened her spine and slunk off to find another mark in the VIP lounge. I reached for a glass of champagne from the low table beside my velvet throne. I was bored. My wolf was pacing the perimeter of my skull, restless and snapping at the shadows. I downed the liquid in one go, the bubbles stinging my throat, and scanned the room for a waiter.“Planning on hitting the floor face-first?” Grant asked, dropping into the seat next to me. He held two fresh glasses. I snatched one before he could offer it.“You suggesting I slow down?” I laughed, the sound jagged. I drained the second glass and signaled a passing server for a third.“Maybe. You’re a hell of a lot more tolerable when you’re n
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“Stick a red car under a man and he’s clearly overcompensating for a small knot,” I drawled, watching Jude check his reflection for the tenth time.“Last I heard, Harrison, you were the one who needed to settle your wolf,” Jude shot back, a wicked glint in his eyes as he adjusted his silk tie.I laughed, grabbing my jacket. “You’ve been listening to the wrong omegas, Jude. Do me a favor and pick out my suit for tomorrow? I’m buried. I have to hit the Heights and make sure the club’s silver-proofing is up to code before the gala.”“Fine, you spoiled Alpha-heir.” He shooed me with a manicured hand. “Get out. Some of us actually have to work on our aesthetics.”I lifted a hand in a lazy farewell. “I owe you, Jude.”“You owe me a thousand,” he muttered as the door clicked shut.I stepped into the humid air of the Heights, dodging the packs of tourists clogging the sidewalks. Tehran’s Den was only two blocks away—a grungy, spice-scented hole-in-the-wall where the elite wolves hid from the
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The television clicked off, and the silence that followed felt like a stay of execution. My father dropped into the chair beside me, the scent of expensive rain-drenched wool clinging to his skin."Morning," he grunted. He reached out, his hand heavy as he ruffled my hair, a gesture that felt like a relic from a life I didn't recognize anymore. His gaze swung to the twins. They were locked in a silent, vibrating staredown across the table. "Girls? What's the damage this early?"Marissa’s jaw remained tight, her eyes fixed on her sister. "She’s wearing my silhouette. She needs to strip and find something else."I looked at them. Matching blue tanks, skirts so short they were basically belts, and strappy sandals. They looked like carbon copies of the same high-bred predator. It was a look I wouldn't touch if you paid me in silver."I was in this first," Vanessa huffed, her fingers digging into the edge of the table. "Change yourself.""Lie.""Truth.""As if.""Bitch.""Enough!" Richard’
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“Who died, Marcus? You look like you’re ready to jump off a bridge.”I leaned back in the oversized leather chair, watching the steam curl from the mug the barista had just set down. Grant didn't wait for an answer; he just smirked, his eyes tracking a group of tourists outside the window.Marcus let out a ragged breath, his fingers drumming a frantic rhythm against the table. “You remember Adrian? My cousin from the Western Reach? The one with the tribal ink and enough silver piercings to attract lightning?”I shifted, the memory of a jagged, aggressive scent hitting me. “The rogue-blooded one? Hard to forget.”“He’s being shipped here,” Marcus spat. “His Alpha can’t handle the body count he’s racking up. My mother thinks she can ‘domesticate’ him.”Oliver let out a bark of a laugh, his eyes still glazed from the wolfsbane-laced herb he’d been smoking. “Good luck. That guy is batshit nuts. He’ll be hunting the palace staff within a week.”“Victoria will handle him,” Grant mused, his
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